Eternal food paradise

"The deadline for the duel to end is moved up from midnight to half an hour later?"

"There is such a rule."

"We sit at the same table and stage, and the battles are reviewed at the same time, so after the first finisher appears, the remaining contestants must move them to the table before the finisher's dishes are completely cold!"

Hearing Xiangen's announcement that the deadline had been advanced, there was inevitably a commotion around him. However, the audience at the "Black Extravaganza" was obviously mostly experienced in the food industry. Even if they had not visited it in person in the past, they had long heard of the existence of such cruel dark forest rules.

These people all unanimously cast a formidable look at Wu Zheng, who had seized the position and accelerated the duel process by a large margin.

"This opportunity is a huge advantage!"

I don't know who said something loudly, and it immediately resonated with everyone.

Suddenly, the sound stopped.

The second finisher walked towards the review table at this moment, and added a new plate of black fried rice noodles next to the 'lychee meat' plate.

"It's 'Witch' Zhilin!"

Zhilin was obviously very concerned about the fact that she was not the number one. She put the plate down and cast a reluctant glance at the scholar-looking Wu Zheng, "Humph, you are quite fast!"

The corners of Wu Zheng's lips turned up in amusement, "Both of us, who wouldn't want to be the first to eat his own dish by several judges in the rules of 'fighting at the same table and on the same stage'?"

The two men were obviously old acquaintances.

Moreover, their words revealed a very important message——

The order of serving is equivalent to the order of tasting!

It’s not difficult to understand if you think about it.

Since we are sitting at the same table, there must be a saying of eating first and then eating. When tasting, the order of "first and last" is too particular, especially when the strength is close. Sometimes the food is served first, which means being the first to attack. The judge's tongue, the first vanguard to climb the tower and break the city, often reaps terrible rewards.

Brawl, no limits.

It refers to the openness of kitchen utensils, ingredients and cooking skills.

After Wu Zheng and Zhilin, there are three other players who are not discussed and have extremely low presence.

Soon, the sixth finisher appeared.

This is also the first "seeded contestant" to bring dishes to the judging round table.

"Seven-star sword, Ren!"

The eyes of the five contestants in front, as well as those upstairs and downstairs, were all focused on Ren's oversized dinner plate.

This plate was just placed on the round table. Its position was not absolutely in the center. Instead, it was pushed to the corners by the previous dishes. However, the extra-large dinner plate was too luxurious, and the appearance of the dishes it contained was strange.

The heads of the four types of river fish that Ren had taken out from the bamboo basket were standing straight up, looking up at the sky. At first glance, they looked quite scary, and they smelled like "dark cuisine".

But when everyone took a closer look, they found that there was a neat layer of "silver shavings" under the four fish heads.

"It's fish skin!"

"It's so neat! Did you peel off a whole piece and cut it into thin strips in one go?"

Players, look at me and I’ll look at you.

Wu Zheng and Zhilin reacted with threats on their faces.

As expected of the guy who already has the title of ‘Seven Star Sword’, he is indeed a monster with sword skills!

Zhilin paid more attention to the delicate snow-white color underneath the layer of fish skin silk strips, which peeked out from the gaps. There is no doubt that the next layer down is the real secret of river delicacies!

At this time, Han Wu and Shan Xiong brought dishes to the judging table almost at the same time.

They are seventh and eighth respectively.

Ever since.

In the entire "showdown" venue, only the last two people were left.

One of them rested his chin, petrified, and just stared at the soup pot on the stove. Inside was a pot of thick lobster soup that had been boiling for a long time.

The other, half naked and dripping with sweat.

Suddenly, there was a "plop" sound, and the iron rope finally fell to the ground.

And what a coincidence, the bamboo tube connected by the iron rope hook fell to the ground lightly, and rolled in front of a man with bronze skin and an ordinary face.

"I, Yang Yi, complete-"

He said in a low voice, leaned over and picked up the bamboo tube that was roasted to black in front of the toe of the shoe, wrapped it in cloth, and held it steadily in his hands.

Suddenly, a gust of delicious wind blew past Yang Yi.

Yang Yi, who had just straightened up and was holding the cloth to steady the bamboo tube, was stunned for a moment. He looked a few steps ahead of him. He simply picked up the whole soup pot and said dumbly:

"So, am I the tenth order?"

Yang Yi's face, which was still sweating, showed a sense of helplessness and a touch of weirdness.

It’s a battle between ninth and tenth.

The order is so low, the order of tasting doesn’t matter anymore, right?

With this thought in his mind, Yang Yi suddenly saw the figure holding the pot in front of him. He suddenly stopped on the small steps and turned around to say to him: "You should go first, and I will finish from behind."

Yang Yi: "?"

His face, slightly stained with black ash, was full of doubts.

Witness this scene.

On the third floor, Yajian and Li Ke, who were about to go down to start the review work, glanced at their colleague Yan Xian again.

"They are all weird people, behaving confusingly!" Li Ke, the female chef, muttered.

Yakan greatly agreed and said to the embarrassed Yan Xian: "As expected of us coming from the same school."

Yan Xian: "I..."

Really not!

"clang--"

When the three judges came downstairs, Xiang En of "Yi Zhang Qing" personally walked up to the huge bronze bell, raised his mallet and struck it, and then the magnificent and deep sound of the bell spread from the bell tower here to Wubao and in Guangzhou. The countryside of Zhoucheng echoed in the distance.

The players and spectators watched the three people go downstairs.

Two ‘Five Tiger Stars’.

A top female chef with [super taste].

Lei Hua, who had concealed her identity, stood in front of the railing in the corner of the second floor, took a breath and said, "What a 'black event'!"

Let’s start with the first order.

Wu Zheng, who was the first to submit the dishes, looked cautious next to Yakan and Yan Xian. He opened his mouth to introduce the dishes in detail: "The name of my dish is..."

Yakan's expression was solemn, and he waved his hand: "Needless to say, we will try it! And give the results!"

Almost at the same second, the three people holding chopsticks ate it together.

"It's indeed a 'bamboo egg'!"

Female chef Li Ke was the first to comment: "It's not surprising. Such a fresh and elegant aroma can be said to be innate because it was bred under the bamboo forest."

Bamboo eggs?

The players on all sides of the round table looked at each other.

Yan Xian smiled and said: "The so-called 'bamboo eggs' are actually the embryos of Dictyophora fungi."

Yajian answered in a deep voice:

"It would be more accurate to refer to 'bamboo eggs' as 'bamboo eggs'!"

"This is a very difficult ingredient to pick and preserve. The embryos must be picked before early morning and soaked in special bamboo water for preservation. Before processing and cooking, a process must be added to remove the 'stinky green smell'. This is edible The key craftsmanship of bamboo fungus eggs!”

Li Ke smiled and said: "There is no 'stinky green smell'! At least, my tongue didn't taste it!"

After being evaluated by [Super Taste] Li Ke, this key process was almost perfect, and Wu Zheng was overjoyed.

However, the female celebrity chef’s next words changed the direction of the trend:

"It's a pity that the essence of bamboo fungus eggs, the milky white part called 'meng sun', and the minced meat you stuffed in the inner layer cannot be combined at all!"

"The mushrooms, which have been almost free of odor, have an almost pure fragrance and freshness. Because of the slight fishy smell of the meat, it's like a bowl of rice mixed with sand!"

"Breaking teeth!"

"Ge Ying!"

After speaking, Li Ke moved his chopsticks to the second plate without even looking at the pale Wu Zheng.

As for Yakan and Yan Xian, they have already set their sights on the second order of dishes.

The two looked at each other.

"There's no need to criticize this plate, right?"

"If it's 'poppy seeds', it makes sense, but the juice that concentrates the poison..."

Yan Xian shook his head and sighed: "Anyway, this shouldn't be 'dark cuisine'."

‘Witch’ Zhilin was horrified.